Jack and his sister, Anne, grew up together in the same house. They had their ups and downs and argued much like siblings do. Jack had always seen Anne as his know-it-all big sister, and she'd always seen Jack as her annoying little brother.
That all changed one evening in late June. Anne was getting ready to go out with her friends when she asked Jack to help her with the zipper on her dress. Maybe it was the lighting, maybe it was the dress, or maybe Jack was just growing up. Regardless, something just clicked for Jack. He no longer saw his bossy older sister. Instead, he saw a very beautiful woman.
Of course, nothing happened that night. No, he helped her zip up the dress and went on about his business, trying hard to mask his thoughts. Inside though, he couldn't stop thinking about her. How could he have been so blind to what was right in front of him all this time? What would Jack do now that his eyes were opened?